It's daybreak, but it's still early, and there's still an hour before morning.
Each family is reporting on the situation, and the owners of each family are also preparing their clothes for the morning court, and sorting out what to say in the court.
After last night, the officials who were still able to go to court as scheduled were very angry, and at the same time they were very lucky. Compared with those who were caught or killed, they were already lucky.
Who had the last laugh?
There is no such thing as a winner.
All the forces in the capital have suffered certain losses, but it's just a matter of how much they have lost.
The worst offender is of course Li Xiangyang, who is currently smashing things in his house. Not only has the Hanlin Academy been burned down, many of his subordinates have died, and even his most trusted confidant has disappeared.
The Metropolitan Procuratorate seemed to have made everyone in Kyoto aware of their strength and courage, but more people died in the Metropolitan Procuratorate last night. According to statistics, a total of 237 people died and 84 were injured.
Under the leadership of Chunjiao, the Metropolitan Procuratorate finally expanded to the size of 500 people. After a night of hard work, it returned to the starting point.
Fortunately, there were no casualties among the elite members of the hospital.
For such a result, the people in the courtyard couldn't be happy, and they felt in their hearts that the actions of the First Master were too arbitrary and radical.
Moreover, this is not the final result. Today's court will inevitably fall out over what happened last night. There is only one ultimate goal, which is to hold people accountable. The court will inevitably punish the Metropolitan Procuratorate for its behavior, and the intensity of the punishment will be determined by the court.
It depends on the outcome of the debate in court.
This is the capital, not the world. Killing people is a temporary pleasure. The family crematorium is really no joke.
Although the Metropolitan Procuratorate took orders from Xia and Shang, it was still an institution of the imperial court. It could not directly ignore the imperial court's punishment. Otherwise, it would be regarded as a traitor to the party, lose its legitimate reputation, and become an evil organization similar to Jianghu. Naturally
Lost the right to speak.
Obviously, the Metropolitan Procuratorate cannot stand on the opposite side of the court because of one person's decision, so once the punishment is handed down, it must be faced.
After all, you must abide by the rules of the capital when you are in the capital. As an institution of the imperial court, this is especially true. Once you violate the rules, you will have to bear the consequences.
In this regard, the core members of the Metropolitan Procuratorate are somewhat worried.
The most likely situation is that the court will blame all the sins on Xia and Shang's willful actions, and there is no need to target the entire Xia Shang Dynasty.
The Metropolitan Procuratorate only wanted to deal with Xia Shang alone.
In the Yamen of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, after Xia Shang counted the casualties last night, he ordered that the funeral arrangements of his dead men should be properly handled and as much financial compensation be given as possible.
The Industrial and Weaving Department is involved in the transfer of money from industries involved.
Regarding the issue of compensation, Xia Shang said a number that made everyone around him feel incredible.
All the heads of the Metropolitan Procuratorate were gathered here, and everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
The low-pitched discussion continued for a while, and then Yu Ji tried to suggest in a low voice: "Sir, is the compensation you mentioned too much? This number is more than ten times higher than the normal number. There are casualties in the operation in the courtyard.
It is inevitable that we will not have to spend so much money."
"What do you mean by a general number?"
"This is the compensation given to the families of the guards of each household in the capital who died in the line of duty."
"Does this mean that there is a clear price for someone's death in the capital?"
"That's not what I mean... I also know that I don't want to see my subordinate die in vain, but I won't pay too much higher than the ordinary compensation price."
"..." Xia Shang opened his mouth, wanting to say something like "life is priceless", but then he thought, didn't these people lose their lives because of their own decisions? Saying life is priceless at this time is really too much.
It's so shameless. If that's the case, why don't you think more about other people's families? Just because you are angry that someone is attacking your own family, hundreds of families have lost their fathers and husbands. This is an extremely selfish decision.
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Sometimes when I think about it, Xia Shang feels that he is becoming less and less like a time traveler. His thoughts and behaviors have been too assimilated by this era. The concepts of everyone being equal and respecting life have been almost lost, and even
I also feel that my life and my family are more important than anything else in this world, so it is natural for me to do whatever it takes for me and my family, without any sense of guilt.
Today, the issue of compensation for his subordinates was suddenly mentioned. Xia Shang's inner memory seemed to be touched a little. He looked at his hands and did not expect that one of his decisions would kill hundreds of people. This is not a war or a defense.
The defense of the family and the country is just a simple struggle for power, and a time when one's own anger is difficult to calm down.
Is this decision right?
Is it wrong? Xia Shang couldn't judge for himself.
If we had not acted last night, perhaps so many people would not have died.
But if those who died had escaped the fate of last night, would they have lived a safe life?
The situation in the capital city is changing rapidly. There is no guarantee that one night, another person in the capital city will attack him and target him, and more people may die.
Xia Shang was silent for a long time and did not speak.
The people around thought it was Yu Ji's words that made the first lady a little angry, and Yu Ji herself was a little worried, after all, these were not words that should be said.
No one knew what Xia Shang was thinking. After being silent, Xia Shang could only give himself a helpless answer.
It is really difficult to live in this era with the identity and consciousness of a time traveler. Even if you are not killed by invisible enemies, you will be tortured from the inside and become insane.
Therefore, if you want to survive, you have to let your heart be colder and calmer. You don't have to worry about right or wrong, and just follow your instincts.
As for right or wrong? I’ll leave it to others to judge...
Xia Shang waved his hand: "Stop talking and just follow my arrangements."
Everyone can see that the First Master is not in good spirits, so he won't talk nonsense anymore.
At this time, another person came to report: "First Officer, there is news from the State Education Department that Lord Fengqi... is dead."
Everyone was stunned when they heard the news, and then looked at Xia Shang in unison.
Xia Shang frowned, lowered his head, and waved his hand calmly, signaling the informant to go down.
Chunjiao stood beside Xia Shang and comforted her in a low voice: "Mr. Fengqi is one hundred and seven years old. He took over the post of head of the State Education Department in the 13th year after the founding of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. It has been seventy-two years now. In the capital
Everyone in the Procuratorate knows that if you join the Metropolitan Procuratorate, you can't expect a good ending. If you want to say who has the best life, it should be Mr. Fengqi. You don't need to think too much. The position of the head of the State Education Department is temporarily vacant.
We’ll make arrangements after we find the right person.”
"Mr. Fengqi's lifelong wish is to disassociate himself from the Metropolitan Procuratorate and destroy all the files related to him and the Metropolitan Procuratorate... I remember that Mr. Dongyue, one of the Three Saints, was buried next to the imperial mausoleum in Xiantao Mountain.
So I buried Mr. Fengqi next to Mr. Dongyue, and the terrain was one inch higher than Mr. Dongyue."
Xia Shang regained his composure, took a breath, and continued: "Prepare my carriage and horses. I will be there for today's morning meeting."